Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 53 The Mountain-Like Giant Brings a Sense of Security

The voluptuous Lilith, dressed in flowing, ethereal pure white robes, spoke amicably and amiably with the giant queen Omibella, until she suddenly felt that mysterious and unpredictable consciousness making contact with her and exerting a pulling force on her consciousness.

"I'd like to rest for a while," Lilith said with a gentle yet straightforward smile.

Omibella immediately stopped her slightly ingratiating words. Although she was puzzled as to why the "Ancestor of the Vampires" had suddenly lost interest in talking to her, she dared not ask him rashly. Following the other party's wishes, she dismissed all her clansmen and left with the words, "Please rest first. If you need anything, just let us know."

The magnificent palace was reduced to Lilith reclining on a chaise lounge in the blink of an eye.

Lilith released the restraints of that gravitational force, and her consciousness, after passing through the shadowy veil that seemed to shroud the world, stood on the pillar of the moon in the dream space.

He looked up and around. Just like last time, in the vast and mysterious space, in front of the huge light and shadow, he could only see the light and shadow on the pillar of the sun and the shadow on the pillar of the star.

Although they hadn't been in touch for several months, for Lilith, who had lived through many years, those months were but a fleeting moment.

Moreover, a great deal of things happened during this short period of time—the Giant King, the Wolf King, and the Phoenix Ancestor fought like madmen, their brains nearly spinning, and conflicts between races arose one after another. Even He was offered great benefits by the Giants and invited to fight against the Phoenixes and the undead army they commanded.

Lilith gazed at the light and shadow cast by the Pillar of the Sun, and chuckled softly, "Sun God, you summoned me here, but have you considered... what you wish to obtain from me?"

It seems Lilith is in a good mood, and combined with the fact that when I called out to Lilith, I could sense her presence within the Giants' Court.

This suggests that Lilith was very satisfied with the rewards given to her allies, the giants.

Thinking about all this, Helmani said calmly, "Progenitor of the Vampires, I want to know the current whereabouts of the 'Giant King'."

Through her occult connection with "error" and through those fragmented pieces of information, Helmaene is one of the beings in the world who knows the current movements of the "King of Giants" best.

Driven by its survival instincts, the reactivated "Error" constantly struggles against the pursuit of the "King of the Demon Wolves," the "Progenitor of the Phoenix," and the "King of Giants."

During this time, these three ancient gods would always clash when they met—

The uniqueness of the error, imbued with the aura of the "Source Castle," is a treasure they cannot part with, the source of their most primal desire to devour. Coupled with the interference of the "Error's" authority, this has prevented the three gods from ever considering uniting to stop the "Error" first.

If it weren't for their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, as well as their various powers and methods that made them difficult to kill, the three ancient gods would have already beaten each other to a pulp.

Although she had seen these clips, Helmaene still posed the question to Lilith, not for the question itself, but to draw Lilith's attention to the "King of Giants".

Even if Lilith, the "progenitor of the vampires," does nothing, the "giant king," now surrounded by enemies, will inevitably have some thoughts when faced with the gaze or scrutiny of this ally.

And... the real highlight is yet to come.

Lilith was merely probing the movements of her plastic allies, and although she was secretly wary, she did not refuse this "price"...

Because He has a desire for this light and shadow; He desires to obtain more information about the "Primordial Moon".

Lilith did not conceal this yearning, for such concealment would be pointless. She frankly asked Hermaine, "Sun God, do you know how to remove or sever the attraction from the 'Primordial Moon'?"

Wow, Lilith's condition is worrying.

However, this attraction... may not necessarily come from the "original moon".

Without warning Lilith, Hermaine's prepared whispers echoed through the dream space:

"This attraction is essentially a regression; it cannot be blocked or eliminated, and it will only become more intense over time."

"Unless death."

Upon hearing these words, Helmani once again proactively severed her connection with the other party.

"Are you trying to trick the 'Progenitor of the Vampires' into dying?" Amanisis, who had been watching silently, looked at Helmaene suspiciously after the crimson figure disappeared from the Pillar of the Moon.

He found his own conjecture laughable, yet he also felt it was more than just a joke.

Helmani shed her mystical air, chuckled, and remarked, "To be brought back to life is a miracle, but it's not uncommon in this world."

A group of old fogies are all making backup plans, all trying to lift the coffin lids, and even expending more energy to press down on each other's coffin lids.

Both she and Amanisis were products of this arrangement...

Of course, Helmaenie believed that if she also possessed this power, she would definitely put it to good use, after all, who can resist the pleasure of ambushing people in the bushes?

Amanisis, standing atop the Pillar of Stars, squinted, lost in thought.

……

The northern edge of the land of giants.

The female hunter, wrapped in animal skins, lay on the hillside, gazing at the wandering corpses in the distance.

In the dark eyes of her companion, who was carrying various spiritual materials, she could also see the spirits of the dead lingering behind the corpses.

"Can you win?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"It's not a question of whether we can win or not... it's that behind these resurrected undead lies that terrifying phoenix!"

The two were the tribe's guardians and scouts sent out to explore the area. They were "lucky" enough to discover traces of the undead army.

Using medicinal powder made from spiritual materials to conceal their movements, the two cautiously fled the area while investigating.

Success lies in being able to transmit the movements of the undead back alive.

But suddenly, they saw a tall figure with gray-blue skin squatting in the distance.

"That's... a giant?"

The two tribe members, protected by the giant, naturally recognized the race of the tall, grey-blue-skinned figure.

A sense of security washed over the female hunter.

"Giants have come to save us!"

The huntress chuckled softly to her companion, her face relaxed.

But when she turned around, she saw her companion, whose eyes were downcast, looking terrified!

Her companion covered her mouth tightly with one hand, trying her best to suppress any sound from her throat, while the other hand tugged at her clothes, trying to pull her away quietly from this place.

The female hunter was puzzled, but she believed that her partner's strange behavior must have a reason, so she also reduced her movements and, under the cover of the powder her partner had scattered, slowly escaped from the place.

The giant, whose back was as large as a small mountain, was turned to them. His shoulders trembled as if he were gnawing on something.

Although the angle obscured the giant's face, and her lower spirituality prevented her from seeing any supernatural phenomena, the huntress, with her exceptional eyesight, spotted fragments of a heavy animal suit similar in style to her own, scattered at the orc's feet.

She smelled the stench of human blood.

I smelled the familiar scent of alcohol on my fellow tribesmen.

(End of this chapter)